Tell us a novel thought about boxing history that we haven't heard before

Good points

 

Re future of the sport, possibly novel views, I think boxing will either become heavily neutered to the point is ceases to be the sport we know and love, for example pros will fight 5 x 2 minute rounds with headguards and no head punching. Or it will go the other way and return to it's bloody roots in the Roman amphitheater with fighters wearing studded hand wraps, the occasional lion interrupting the match and death for the loser, determined by the rabid blood crazed mob wearing MAGA hats.

While I suspect the former is more likely I also have a gentle faith that the free market and our lust for greater and greater thrills and sensations will eventually lead to an underground snuffcore style of fighting where the most extreme moments of MMA and boxing are allowed fully off the leash. Sort of a human dog fight like Gerald McClellan so enjoyed.

 

Sadly we will all be gone by then but all the fantasy match ups proposed on this forum will one day come true either due to cloning or realistic self-learning robots who can learn a fighters style and enact it. Fans will finally see how the longed for Carlos De Leon rematch with Johnny Nelson would have gone.

 

Yes, I think there is a place for amateur boxing in today's world. I've seen a few amateur meets in the past five years. What I like about the amateur game is that it teaches the contestants to remain composed when they are under fire in addition to the obvious benefits of physical fitness and forming a disciplined approach to life in general. As far as safety goes, the officials stop the fights very early, and the referee interrupts the action at the first sign of blood and summons a physician examine the injury before allowing the action to continue. That was very annoying to me at first, but if it prevents injury I guess I can go along with it.

 

You left out AI/Metaverse boxing. We put on our headsets to get a ref’s eye view of two boxers going at it virtually from their own headsets.

 

There was a boxer named Dewey bozella. He did 26 years for a crime he didn't commit. He said in jail he was bitter and angry in his cage. Boxing gave him something to do outside of his cell. He competed at light heavyweight and has a common opponent as rouy Jones does. Dewey used the time to recieved his bachelor's, then his master's degree while going to school during the day outside of his cell, in the classroom. He said his dreams of being a pro boxer were crushed. He coulda been out long long ago, just needed to sign an apology for murder. He wouldn't sign it, he'd rather die in jail than commit a lie. He regularly wrote to the innocence project, he kept getting denied bail. He had too much integrity. They robbed him of decades of his life in a box for a crime he did not commit.
While he was in jail he macked a lady named Mrs doe (can't remember her last name). He spit game at honey: he said: "I don't need a girlfriend I just need somebody to be my wife, are you down for that?" Now ms doe was a school teacher and it caught her off guard. She marveled the guts Dewey had to be that upfront. They started dating through a glass window, on the jail phone, through letters. And then one day the state let him marry her as his wife! When Dewey got out he was crying tears. All he needed was his freedom in his 50s, no qualms, no complaints, no demands.
What do you do with 26 years stolen off your life? Dewey pursued his dream if fighting in the pros, just one fight than he would call it quits. He just needed to see how it coulda woulda shoulda happened, before his arrest. His wife said "during Dewey's Ringwald he's gonna be emotional, he's gonna think back about his childhood and he's gonna... (I can't remember)."
Now Dewey first needed his boxing license from I believe it was los Angeles. They put his old and tiring aching body through a gruelling session with a cruiserweight to close out the sparring at the end. A fresh set of legs cruiser one division lower so faster (Dewey was a heavyweight). So after he completed the process he felt good one inch closer to establishing his dreams.
Then the call came back: ",Dewey, you got hit too much had bad lateral movement and supceptable to a certain punch (I can't remember." Oh boy did Dewey blow up" flipping this, flipping that, I did all these drills you guys made me do and then you put me in there with a fresh cruiserweight! (Dewey was skipping rope, heavy bag punching, shadow boxing, speedbag punching, and double end bag punching. Dewey left the house, he banged the door shut. The commissioner asked his wife "where's Dewey?" She said he's outside still having his dreams crushed and taking it in. " Dewey came in " all my mother effing life it's always been a process of nothing and slow progress, his much more of this chit can I take?" "Nuh uh Dewey" said ms bozella" your gonna go back there in 90 days and reapply for a license.'
So word got around to Bernard Hopkins. He said , why don't we let him train at our gym? This is one of the kindest things Bernard has done for anyone! So Dewey began trading along side Hopkins, who had a fight coming up so Dewey was trying with thee other coach. They got him ready tenfold! Running in the sand, lifting weights with his neck. Oscar de la Hoya was the overseer (golden boy promotions) him and dewy flew back to l.a. to retake the test. Dewey passed with flying colours! Thanks to Hopkins and company.
Barack Obama called Dewey and told him to kick ass and he was proud of him. Dudes like Paulie Malignaggi became a close friend of D . He said "I want to be like dude when I grow up" still a young man Paulie was.
At the press conference Dewey took off his shirt. He would also be fighting a hw that also had the last name Hopkins. Dewey said "look! I ain't jacked, I'm shredded" with his ripped body at 50. So anyway the fight came into fruition!
Dewey did everything he said he would do plus more. He danced boxed, slipped, slides, hit and not be hit, walked in to thunderous music, hit the body and the head, at times unloading his hurt from the 25 plus years of oppression/ detention. He even knocked Hopkins's mouthpiece out! After the fight Dewey won!!!!!!!!!! He won over hearts that night and told max Kellerman that "max was his favorite announcer" to which max replied, thank you champ!
Dewey proved anything is possible, he went on to win the Arthur Ashe award for much courage displayed in an athlete that year! In jail he 1) became boxing champ in the amateurs 2) got his ba 3) married his beautiful wife and 4) he got his master's. All this while living in a box. His wife was with him at the Arthur award. He became his own man. Freedom.
After that he opened up a gym for kids. You can see this fight on the undercard of one of Bernard Hopkins fights. Or search his name sake Dewey bozella in YouTube.

 

John L Sullivan is not a viable suspect for the Whitechapel Murders.

 

Please don't.

There are too many already!

 

I just eliminated Charlie Mitchell.

Is it worth working further down the rankings?

 

Any other fighters of the era that you have suspicions about?

 

Don't go there!

Joking aside, some people have accused Freddie Mills of being a serial killer.

That is exactly the sort of ridiculous idea, that we should be taking down, and taking down hard!